
Meet Jean. (Rhymes with Shaun not spleen.) He lives here in my house, the Bakery. When people come for a visit, he says, "Allo." His voice is very deep and French. He used to greet people in the entryway, but Mme. Boulanger decided he got in the way. So now he lives in a corner of our gameroom/office. Everyone say, "Bonjour!" to Jean.

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Bonjour Jean my wee little french friend. I hope you were not hurt by your displacement. You now have more in common with the Jews and their displacement to Babylon. That should make you feel better. And don't be mad at or mean to Mme. Boulanger, she can be mean...then she'll beat you at mario cart and rub it in.
Posted on 4/05/2006
Bonjour Jean! I hope you acclamate quickly to your new place in the house! I hope all is well in Chez Boulanger!
Posted on 4/05/2006
C'est stupid! Tres idiotte!
Bonjour Jean.
Posted on 4/05/2006